[ Damn, look how good at flirting he is. The OBVIOUS SUCCESS bolsters his confidence, and he grins, testing his luck and squeezing Alucard’s hands. They’re cool, but soft. Smooth, compared to his own rougher ones. It’s nice. ]

It’ll still be summer when I’m out, right? [ Trevor it’s November. It’s just hot here. ] They’ll have ice cream wagons outside every place worth visiting. I’ll get us ice cream, and we cam cover it with berries and chocolate. We can find somewhere grassy to sit to eat it.